time to be an adult .... YUCK!

Being an adult sucks sometimes. Gary and I are in the process of getting our Will completed. As I sit here looking at the Will ... I think, who are we suppose to leave our stuff to? Who would even want our stuff? Are there people just sitting around waiting for us to die so that they can get our stuff? Roxy ... you are safe, I am leaving you to Peter along with the TV. That was the deal, right Peter? I hate making decisions. Gary has kids, I don't. Do we split our twelve dollars and fifty cents three ways or just donate it to the humane society? LOL. I guess it really isnt that difficult ... my family heirlooms go to my family and Gary's goes to his ... sell everything else and divide up the money. But who gets the money? Gary's kids? Our grandkids? My step daughter Hannah? Roxy? Oh well, I foresee lots of late night dicussions ahead of us. One thing I do know ... we will be buried, not cremated and our plots are in the Harrington Cemetary in Republic MO. Put our black tombstone up next to my Dad's. This brings another question to my head ... what will be on the back side of my tombstone .... any suggestions? Miss you Dad.